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His heart races as the barbarian speaks; eyes glued to the giant clockwork bear. Wingding cannot find the funny side to this. Not to mention; he doesn’t trust that there actually is one. He’s seen what this monster is capable of. Seen him in battle. And he does not want to get on the buisness side of that guillatine. A hand swiftly hover over his rapier.

The push catches him off guard. Arms spiralling to keep his balance, but instead his knees hit the floor with a dull thud. With a low growl he stands himself up. What would his brother do in this situation? Pete wouldn’t put up with such treatment, would stand his ground. But Wingding is cut from different cloth. 

A glance around the hall to see what he can find. No obvious traps; so he takes a step forwards. A hand is held out- telling Ripper, his wolf, to stay put. 

A rock is tossed ahead of them. Nothing stirs. Wingding moves ahead and repeats the process. However, a tile he steps on sinks beneath him. A gulp.

Suddenly one of the many feline statues around them begins to emit some sort of mist. And then another and another. ‘Poison!’

【 ☆】★ @dragonognomes​​ sought 【☆ 】 : ‘I said I’ll get you another one!!!’

UNPROMPTED / ALWAYS ACCEPTING

✟ Ƒ Ƒ｡✟ ❝ Good because your head is looking rather lovely right now. I don’t like to lose a piece of my collection. ❞   He was still upset that the Dragonborn had come between him and the decapitated trophy he kept of one of his victims. 

The clockwork panda enjoyed looming so he did. Right over the poor red-scarfed half dragon. ❝ What do you think, Count? A nice half-dragon skull to add to your collection? ❞   Yes The Count was talking to himself, he did it so idly and effortlessly like there really was someone else in the room.  ❝ Yes. Count, I do think so. A lovely head I haven’t kept a reptilian skull in such a long time. I rust to get my hand on it .❞   He was merely teasing though there was always that evident threat that hung over the heads, quite literally in this case, of anyone who should choose to keep the company of the King’s personal Judge, Jester and Executioner.   ❝ I like my own thinking… ❞   He pushes Wingding forward toward the narrowing hall.   ❝ you’d better go first, Lizard lips! Check for traps! Chop chop or it’s the chopping block! ❞   He would sneer if his face would allow such elasticity. 

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Paladin: I forbid you to take another step down these stairs!

Rogue: Okay.

Rogue: (dives out the window)

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Two reptilian feet come into view, claws tip-tapping the stone floor as they make haste towards her. Clearly a scaled creature capable of bipedal movement.  Just behind those, are four canine paws, a soft patter, barely audible. 

She is rolled onto her side; before pressure is applied to the affected area. The hand that hold her is cold to the touch. The voice that attempts to reassure her is quiet and unsure.

Wingding moves quickly, rapping bandages from his pack around the area, something to stop the bleeding whilst he gets her the hell out of here. Pulling the bandaging taut he lets out a satisfied grunt. It should hold. He’s no doctor, but anything must be better than leaving the wound to bleed out.

Now his next task, moving her. Clearly its a neccessity. Whatever did this; is sure to come back. His arms slink underneath her, pulling her close to his chest. ‘I’m going to get you out of here.’  The dragonborn takes off, sticking to the shadows in fear that the creature might return. 

‘Come on Ripper.’ He calls to his wolf and the old-tattered thing follows closely behind. The puddle of crimson is left well behind them; glistening in a pale glow from a factory window.

OPEN

The smell of blood was something she'd never gotten used to. It hovered around the nests of entities like a noxious fog. One could taste the iron heavy on their tongue, the air still around hunting grounds as the world held it's breath.

Perhaps it was only that it was her own that the scent faded to the background. She had more pressing thoughts at the moment. The thick scent of her own life leeching from her body faded in and out of her senses as her body struggled to find some sense of stability. Some way to recover. To allow her to do even a makeshift job of patching herself up before the entity returned.

She had to move quickly. She could feel her extremities beginning to tingle, and there was nobody with any reason to be in a dilapidated, long-abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city coming. Nobody except the target, which had gotten the upper hand and made more than a show of it.

Demons hardly went for the throat. They didn't work cleanly or quickly. It wasn't in their interest to do so. To do so was to waste a meal, and every motion reminded her of that fact as she managed to shakily push herself into a sitting position, arms shaking, red spreading before her where she'd been left sprawled on the concrete floor.

She leaned against the wall, chest heaving, lungs protesting against battered ribs with every breath, and pained wheezes passing her lips as the room swam before her.

Fix this...

The thought was muddled. It passed her mind, and then swam away just as quickly to join the incomprehensible mess that was the environment blurring before her eyes.

A sound.

Another.

Rhythmic footsteps tapping on the cold floor, sounding painfully far away, or mercifully far away, depending on who approached.

Did they smell the blood? Did they taste it on their tongue? She did. It was in her mouth, dribbling from the spot where a blow to the face had caused her teeth to rip at the inside of her cheek. She spat onto the floor, body shuddering.

Was it the target? Did it matter? Did anything matter?

Cold now...

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𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

basically i was looking over the protective prompts and the hero prompts and it hit me that like. the unbridled angst and vibes of the whole “post-battle” scene, or a scene set after an attack or a disaster or smth, needs to be ADDRESSED!!! and so y’all get the full weight of my angst today, sprinkled with a lot of teamwork and selfless and sacrificing vibes. i hope you enjoy! do NOT add further contributions to this list!!! i will curse your potato crops!!!

DIALOGUE PROMPTS.

“ can you hear me? hey… [NAME], can you hear my voice? “

“ come on… wake up. please… please wake up… “

“ oh! oh, thank god! i thought we lost you… “

“ hey, hey… look at me, okay? you gotta get up now. you think you might be able to walk? ‘cause they sent for back-up, and if they find us… we cannot let them find us. understand? “

“ go, go! save yourself! i’ll buy you some time! “

“ we both know i’m not walking out of this one. it’s okay, alright? it’s okay… just… do me a favor, will you? will you make them pay for this? i don’t care how. but… don’t let them get away with it. “

“ hey, how badly are you hurt? can you move? you think you can walk? “

“ if you can’t walk, i’m gonna have to carry you, alright? we can’t stay here. “

“ hey, look at me. i’m slowing you down, we both know it. it’s okay. i’ll hide and wait for back-up; you get yourself out of here. “

“ you’re gonna need to climb up on my back, you’re slowing us down with that injury. “

“ will you quit talking like that?! i’m not leaving you behind! “

“ what the hell are you doing here?! i told you to get out of here! “

“ you’re shivering… hey. hey, listen to me, okay? everything’s gonna be alright, i promise. here… take my jacket. don’t worry, i’m warm-blooded. “

“ i’ll get blood on your shirt… “

“ hey, don’t you dare close your eyes, you hear me? you die in my arms, and i’m gonna stick the dry-cleaning bill for this shirt in your coffin, that’s a promise! “

“ i know we almost died just now, but… am i the only one who’s hungry? “

“ we need to get you to a hospital… “

“ hey, come on now… you’re okay. you’re good, right? “

“ i must be hurt pretty bad if you’re being this nice to me. “

“ quit playing the martyr. we’re not leaving you behind. “

“ you know, i hate to be the negative voice, but… did… did we just lose? “

“ look at me… i’m not gonna make it. it’s okay, i’m fine with that. but… you can’t stay here. you’ve got a good long life ahead of you. and you’re smart, too; too smart to wait around here and waste that long life. so you get out of here, and you go live that life. live it for both of us. will you promise me you’ll do that? “

“ back-up isn’t coming. is it? we’re on our own, right? “

“ can’t sleep, huh? it’s okay. it’s probably all that adrenaline and shock; i can’t sleep, either. wanna keep each other company? “

“ i don’t give two shits about the back-up; i’m just happy you’re alive. “

ACTION PROMPTS.

as always, add a “+ REVERSE” to switch the roles!

[ CARRY ]:     having found the receiver in an injured/weak/unconscious state, the sender carries them in their arms to safety.

[ TILT ]:     the sender gently tilts the receiver’s chin up so that they can check to see if they’re okay.

[ PULL ]:     sender takes the fallen receiver’s hands and carefully pulls them up so that they’re standing once more.

[ WAIST ]:     sender, while physically supporting and steadying the receiver, loops an arm around their waist for extra support.

[ BACK ]:     sender crouches down slightly to let the wounded receiver climb on their back, giving them a piggy-back ride to safety afterwards.

[ HAIR ]:     while in the process of checking the receiver for injuries or other signs of harm, the sender gently brushes several strands of hair from their eyes.

[ TEND ]:     sender begins to care for the receiver’s injuries.

[ LEAN ]:     the wounded sender leans against the receiver for physical support.

[ SUPPORT ]:     the sender encourages the wounded receiver to lean against them for physical support.

[ PUSH ]:     the sender gently pushes the receiver back to lie down so they can check them properly for injuries.

[ COAT ]:     sender removes their jacket and drapes it around the shoulders of the trembling receiver.

[ BLANKET ]:     just as they’re all about to go to sleep, the sender covers the receiver with their own blanket.

[ AWAKE ]:     the sender, unable to sleep, gets up to go for a walk, and finds that the receiver is also unable to sleep.

[ TOGETHER ]:     when the receiver awakens, they discover that the sender has been sleeping next to them, arms wrapped around one another for warmth, comfort, protection ( or something more… )

[ BANDAGE ]:     the sender sits down across from the receiver and begins to bandage their wounds.

[ DRAG ]:     unable to leave them behind, the sender drags the wounded receiver out of danger and into a safe hiding place for both of them to wait until help arrives.

[ TOUCH ]:     the sender nudges or touches the receiver to check and see if they’re alright after the attack.

[ CLEAN ]:     the sender gently and carefully begins to bathe the blood/soot/ash/dirt from the receiver’s skin during a moment of calm.

[ PRIORITY ]:     when they arrive at a designated safe place, the sender refuses to be examined or cared for until the receiver is taken care of first.

[ PROMISE ]:     before leaving to get help/food/water/a rescue mission etc, the sender assures and promises the receiver that they’ll return safely, refusing to bring them along or to stay behind.

[ BROKEN ]:     after having promised the receiver that they’d return, it’s learned that the sender died during their mission. how does the receiver respond?

[ TRAPPED ]:     after having promised the receiver that they’d return from a mission, the receiver learns that the sender has been kidnapped or otherwise trapped, requiring a rescue mission to bring them home.

[ RESCUE ]:     the sender and receiver reunite after the sender embarked upon an infamously perilous rescue mission to save the receiver.

[ FOUND ]:     after a massive rescue mission to try and find the missing receiver, the sender is the first to find them just as the efforts are about to be abandoned.

[ HOPE ]:     just as the receiver is about to lose hope in ever finding the sender again, a message or clue of some kind is discovered that essentially guarantees that the sender is still alive, restoring the receiver’s hope once more.

[ CLING ]:     having finally been reunited, the sender pulls the receiver into a tight, overwhelmingly relieved embrace, clinging to them and burying their face in their shoulder. the whole deal. make it EMOTIONAL–

[ TEARS ]:     having finally found the receiver, or having finally been found by the receiver, the sender breaks down in tears of relief, fear, and many other emotions as they officially reunite.

[ SACRIFICE ]:     knowing that the circumstances only allow one of them to survive, the sender sacrifices their life in order to guarantee the receiver’s survival and safety.

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Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ✿✼:*ﾟ:༅｡.｡༅:*･ﾟﾟ･⭑ [source: milo_the_toller on instagram]

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The dragonborn lets out a sigh. This tiefling surely knows grief and suffering. Spoken like a true poet...or someone who can simply summarise a past experience into words. Wingding feels the urge to place a large reptilian hand to her shoulder. But swallows it down hard. 

Instead Wingding decides to pet the his wolf Ripper. A sort of encouraging pet as if the wo have a silent dialogue going on.

It is only a moment or two later that Ripper nuzzles Eavari’s knee.

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        ❝ Ask me to share your fantasies, dear, but don’t ask me where           tomorrow is. Don’t ask me where to find happiness, though I           know for sure where sorrow is… ❞

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I am a rogue that's why I can not get the script to be a traitor.

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The dragons on the rise!

A semi-selective (and mutals only) independent blog for D&D dragonborn OC, Wingding.

Written by Jas,

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Art by  Allagar

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𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒅𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒏𝒅

content warning for: mentions of dead bodies, coarse language, death, unsanitary talk, and injuries. feel free to change pronouns/names/tense as needed!

❝ i think i will… poison my allies. ❞

❝ there’s no soap. ❞

❝ listen, i’m not trying to kill you guys, honest. ❞

❝ how are we all so bad at this? ❞

❝ i am, how you say… a frog. ❞

❝ can i shit in the corner of her living room? ❞

❝ hello, my name is ______, and i do the smashing. ❞

❝ i come from a mystical forest, home of… you’re not listening to me, are you? ❞

❝ sorry, i was trying to loot the body. ❞

❝ i’ve never met such insolent creatures in my life. ❞

❝ i don’t know this ‘ grocery store ‘ you speak of. ❞

❝ THAT’S your strongest spell? ❞

❝ so, out of curiosity… does anyone here know how to fix a broken bone? ❞

❝ you can use magic, but choose to bonk people over the head with your stick? ❞

❝ one last ‘ fuck you ‘ gesture. ❞

❝ out of curiosity, is this how we die? ❞

❝ jesus, how much health does this guy have? ❞

❝ oh nooo, we don’t have a key… if only you had a very attractive party member who can pick locks… ❞

❝ you open the chest to find a piece of paper that reads ‘ fuck you ‘. ❞

❝ i almost got killed for a frog? ❞

❝ she was going to eat me! ME! i don’t even taste good! ❞

❝ pardon him, he’s rather… uneducated when it comes to speaking to trees. ❞

❝ i left my home in search of a better life, but after meeting you… i think i might go back, honestly. ❞

❝ am i allowed to ride the horse? ❞

❝ all i’m saying is if it looks like a cursed artifact it is probably a cursed artifact. ❞

❝ you’re a witch! why don’t you out-witch her or something?! ❞

❝ you’re not going to believe this but… i lost the map. again. ❞

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Bi Pride Dragon Bagons are mostly seen in spring time, especially around sunrise, their colours blending with the horizon. They love to hoard dice and gemstones. Gemstone dice are even better.

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//No rules set up yet, just getting sorted, all admin will be done ASAP. But for now wanted to follow people I already love and adore. As well as people I’d love to interact with.

Jas 

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